[Timbaland]

Uhh.. uh-oh, uh-oh

Tch-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka uhh

Uh-oh, uh-oh

Tchka-tchka uhh

Uh-oh, uh-oh

Say what, say what? Freaky freaky uhh

Tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka Bubba



[Bubba Sparxx]

I ain't choose to rhyme; rhymin chose me

So I hit the track runnin - like a nosebleed

Life ain't great now, but it's much improved

Your album droppin this summer? That sucks for you

Cause this is Bubba's moment - I put my mother on it

I said my momma; it seems as if I love her don't it?

So buckle up, cause it's gon' get bumpy

I call my girlfriends Betty's, and my shits grumpies

That Bubba talk - gotcha open wide

I giggle outside the booth; but ain't no joke inside

This is complicated - at least to y'all it is

Just let me sell fifty million, then I'll call it quits

But until that day, y'all in deep doo doo

I never once saw you crank it cause I just sleep through you

What you need to do, is just admit you love me

The South has always been Dirty but now it's gettin ugly



[Chorus]

Uglyyyyyyyyyy - in here!

Huh, in here! Huh, in here!

It's gon' get uglyyyyyyyyyy - in here!

Huh, in here! Huh, in here!

It's gon' get uglyyyyyyyyyy, uglyyy, uglyyy

In here! Huh, in here!

It's gon' get uglyyyyyyyyyy - in here!

Huh, in here! Huh, in here - uh-ohh!



[Bubba Sparxx]

Though I am country, don't get the wrong idea

My ego's gettin bigger, with every song I hear

Cause y'all been bullshittin, spittin that booty chatter

Out here for two days and came with somethin that truly matters

On goes the saga - of Bubba's plight

She won't see tomorrah, if I don't cut tonight

That's just my mood now; I hate it came to this

How e